Luna’s POV
My phone buzzes again, Brandy, clearly still waiting on a response.
'We need to tell her,' Ashton says, as I’m already typing back, fingers moving faster than my racing thoughts. ‘It's Tom. The man who's been "running into" me and Beth for weeks.’
The reply comes back almost instantly. Are you certain?
Absolutely, I type back.
A few seconds pass before Brandy replies again. Okay. Don't do anything yet. I mean it, Luna, no confronting him, no messages. Let me loop legal in properly first.
Ashton reads over my shoulder, his jaw tightening. 'She's right. We can't just go in without preparation; we need to keep the upper hand for as long as we can.'
'I know.' I set the phone down, hands still not quite steady. 'But I want to see his face when he realises we know.'
'You will.
